Dean's emerald eyes bore into your [E/C] ones. He appeared to be trying to stare directly into your dark soul. A sudden noise softly sounded with a gentle wind that swirled momentarily in the room. A tall man, looking short in comparison to the Moose that just reentered, appeared in front of you. He was wearing a trench coat over a suit with a bright blue tie that matched his eyes around his neck. He had raven black hair with stubble to match. He wore a blank expression and when he spoke it was with a voice that warmed you from the inside out.

He was gorgeous.

"Cas," Dean said, turning to the man who had just appeared, "Fix her. Please."

"Who is she?" he asked tilting his head to the right and parting his light pink lips ever so slightly so that he looked like a lost puppy. You were exploding on the inside. Then you spoke with your Winchester confidence you had learned. "The better question, I think, is who are you?" Until that moment the man had paid no attention to you. When he turned his face to look at you he tilted his head the other direction, now looking puzzled.

"I'm Castiel, an Angel of the Lord."

"Well, Mister High-And-Mighty, I would like to let you know who I am if these two idiots can restrain themselves." Sam and Dean's expressions turned angry at that comment. "Hey! We're telling him you black-eyed bitch." Dean said aggressively. You looked mockingly offended, "That hurt my feelings." you pouted. Dean rolled his eyes. "Sammy, draw the trap around her. Sam lunged forward, grabbed your wrist, and yanked you off the couch. Sam cocked his fist back with a look of fury in his eyes and before you could scream, it all went black.

You woke up on a cold, hard cement floor with a bright red Devil's Trap around you. It never ceased to amaze you how they could draw such perfect circles. Seriously? You're about to possibly die and that's what you think about? Sam, Dean, and Cas stepped out of the shadows. Dean had Ruby's knife in his hand and Sam, of course, was holding a book that more than likely held the exorcism in it. Go figure. "C'mon boys, is there really such a need to be dramatic?" you asked them both with a distinct eye roll, "I mean, I am your sister after all!"

"You're just a demon possessing her." Sam said with disgust. At that you and Castiel looked confused. He stopped in his tracks. "What?" you and him said at the same time. You looked at Castiel, shocked. "No," Cas said, "she is your sister." Sam and Dean faltered. "What?!" They both spat out.

"You two knuckleheads didn't even let me explain." you said with a smile, "I just turned into a demon. I'm still me. Not heartless, not cruel, a hunter. Which, now that I think about it, does require a little of both." you confessed.

"Precisely." Cas said.

"Hey, hot stuff!" you shouted abruptly. All of them turned to face you at the same time. You face-palmed. "The one in the trench coat!" Castiel raised his eyebrows and blushed lightly. "Yes?"

"Get me outta this, would ya?" He walked over and dragged his foot over the paint. "Thanks. Hey, can we go back to the bunker now?"

"Of course." Cas replied. He walked directly up to you and picked you up bridal-style. Instinctively you put your hands around his neck to keep yourself from falling. "Hey!" you shouted, but before you could protest further, you and Cas had disappeared. She made Cas, an angel with no feeling, blush? Blush?! Not to mention how he just picked her up. Dean thought, Go [Y/N].

Sorry to interrupt, but can you see what's happened here? I believe that an angel has, indeed, just fallen for a demon. That demon, not to mention a Winchester, has done the same. An interesting combination, wouldn't you say? I'll let you continue.

Sam kept on opening and closing his mouth as if trying to make words come out. He pointed to where you and Cas just were to Dean as if saying, Did you just see that?!  "Yes Sammy," Dean said as if reading his brother's mind, "Yes I did. Let's get back to the bunker before they start making out or something." Dean turned on his heel and began making his way back to Baby.

Sam looked after his brother strangely for a moment before, inherently, giving up and walking after him, deciding that, in truth, he was right.

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